Mark Knopfler, You Don't Know You're Born, until wartime

Mark Knopfler, You Don't Know You're Born, until wartime, Lyrics:
What do you know about the hammer and the spike?
What do you know about the farm?
You don't know
You don't know what it's like!
Because you don't know, You don't know you're born!
What do you know about the hammer and the chisel?
You only know the kitchen and the warm!
You don't know about the night shift whistle
Punching the clock to the horn!
Because you don't know, You don't know you're born!
You don't know, You don't know you're born!
You don't know, You don't know you're born!
What do you know about the hammer and the nails?
Know about the thistles and the thorns?
What do you know about the road and the rails?
Your heart so weary and your hands all worn!
Your hands so weary and your heart is all torn!
And you don't know, You don't know you're born!